promise me forever

Chapter 46 Depression
Sister Ye Zhenzhen, with tears on her face and red and swollen eyes, stayed with Ye Feifei and told her not to suppress it and cry out when she was sad.

Ye Feifei turned her face numbly, as if she was looking at her sister, but her tears were not focused. She muttered a few times at the corner of her mouth, but finally said nothing. She just had no tears.

My younger sister was worried that something might happen to Ye Feifei, so she stayed with her every step of the way.

They adults and children all know that Ye Feifei is the most filial to grandma, and grandma loves Feifei the most. Now that grandma is gone, she must be the saddest, especially when she sees that she doesn't even cry. They all came over to comfort Ye Feifei and told her not to suppress it. If she wanted to cry, she would cry. If she kept it in her heart, she would get hurt.

Ye Feifei didn't say a word and looked at everything blankly. Qi Wenxuan talked in front of her for a long time, but she didn't react at all. Later, her father Ye Jianxin said that she could only wait for her to accept it from her heart before persuading her. It's no use either.

From the time when my grandmother passed away to when she was sent for cremation, Ye Feifei didn’t say a word or shed a tear. She was like a wandering soul without a body, following everyone numbly until everything was over. Her parents When she wanted to take Ye Feifei back, she had a little reaction. She shook her head and just spoke. Her voice was rough and hoarse, as if it had been glued and torn. Ye Feifei lowered her head and said that she had to go to work tomorrow and would go back first.

Her mother hurriedly stopped her, "How can we rest assured when you look like this? Let's take a few more days off and live at home. Zhenzhen and Chengcheng are both here, okay?"

"Asking for leave?" Ye Feifei's pupils flickered slightly, and she looked back at Qi Wenxuan, who had been following her. She seemed to remember that Qi Wenxuan had asked for leave for her. Qi Wenxuan was ecstatic when he saw Ye Feifei finally looking at him with normal eyes. , "Yes, let me ask for a few more days off for you, so you can have a good rest."

"It's okay, no need." Ye Feifei pushed her mother's hand away and turned to leave. Ye Zhenzhen and Qi Wenxuan hurriedly followed. Qi Wenxuan said that he was going to see her off, and Ye Zhenzhen must accompany her. Ye Feifei didn't want to talk more, so she could only Let them follow.

Qi Wenxuan followed Ye Feifei's rental house. His first feeling was that it was cold and cold, and his second feeling was that of literature and art. This was his first time to where Ye Feifei lived.

There were ordinary oil paintings hanging on the walls of the living room. In previous chats, Ye Feifei said that she liked oil paintings and would occasionally doodle randomly, so he guessed that this oil painting was probably painted by herself.

There are some ceramic crafts on the glass cabinet in the living room, and there are books and easels and the like. There is very little furniture. The kitchen is connected to the living room and there are very few kitchen utensils. He did not go into the bedroom, but looking at the overall furnishings of the room, it is very simple but tidy. It's very neat, Qi Wenxuan thought in his heart, much neater than his room.

Ye Feifei asked Qi Wenxuan and Ye Zhenzhen to go back first. She wanted to rest. Ye Zhenzhen sent Qi Wenxuan downstairs and then turned back. When she came back, she found that Ye Feifei was missing.

Ye Zhenzhen was frightened and looked around hurriedly. Suddenly she heard a rustling sound in the bathroom. She followed the sound and found that the bathroom door was not closed. She looked inside. The shower was on and Ye Feifei was sitting on the flowerbed. As she shed her tears, her shoulders shook, she covered her face and sobbed. She wanted to go over to comfort her, but then paused, her eyes were a little moist, and she was thinking, let her sister cry happily, and she would feel better after crying. , after being suppressed for so many days, she always wanted to vent.

(End of this chapter)